A
lot has happened consciously in my life since
Karra was introduced to me by Kiri during one of
our earliest channeling sessions but long before
that I met someone who would play a far more
important role in my life at the height of my
disbelief. It took place during the autumn of 1980
in the town of Medford Oregon however, before
going into how all that began, let me jump forward
to how it may end. The
Earth is at a critical point in its development
and its apparent to almost anyone that we must
either work together to save the planet or suffer
a fate far more devastating than what befell
Atlantis. Global warming and its effects are
setting off alarms around the world as well as up
on the base and cries out for an effort to control
it on a planet wide scale. This is not the time to
fear any of that as it is a reality we have
created to learn from so now we have to ride this
roller coaster to the end. It is what path the
roller coaster will take that we do have some
control over. With the
stakes so dire, one of those paths which would
solve all of Earth's problems is also the most
unlikeliest to occur, spread as a thoughtform
though, who's to say what consequences could
transpire if everyone on the planet set themselves
on a course to rise up consciously and work
together to solve the problems facing us so that
we could find ourselves in a utopia of clean
energy and global peace. This was all pointed out
to me by a homeless gentleman in disguise back in
that autumn of 1980. I was
living in Medford for the one year where I had
dropped everything, left L.A. without saying
goodbye and headed up North to start a new life.
During a few months of that year, the living was
hard with only a minimum wage job available at the
time. I was able to rent a one bedroom house from
a friend and survive on food stamps for most of my
meals until those ran out. After that I would
spend the last few days of the month at a homeless
shelter getting a free meal and a sermon. I had
recently found Jesus again after a long absence
from the church so I was fine with the lessons
handed out before the food. It was
on one of those nights I found myself next to a
homeless man staying on the streets who was, like
myself, there for the night's spaghetti. He asked
for the Parmesan shaker to be passed over and a
lively chat ensued. I invited him to spend the
cold night on my couch if he didn't have a place
to stay and he accepted. As we were walking back
to my house, he said he had waited until we were
alone to reveal who he really was. I was starting
to get a bit nervous and began to question the
wisdom of my decision. He said
his name was actually Sananda but I would have
known him better as Jesus Christ. This didn't make
me feel any less nervous as we had arrived at my
house with me now doubting the sanity of my guest.
He gave some fairly convincing answers to my
questions on his life here on Earth 2,000 years
ago and explained he was in charge of something
called Ashtar Command which was composed of
billions of beings on millions of planets on
higher dimensions than the third. They had tasked
themselves with raising up those of this dimension
through a policy of non-interference and Earth was
one of those planets being helped. It was
at this point I was shaking my head in a polite
manner and agreeing to whatever he was telling me,
not believing a word of course but giving him the
benefit of my decreasing doubt. He went on to
describe a possible future on Earth where those on
the planet and Ashtar Command worked together to
bring about a peaceful transition to a higher
dimension. I agreed this would only happen in a
perfect world but the time was late and I had to
be up early. We said our goodnights and I went to
bed but with a locked door between him and myself.
When I woke, he was as cheerful as the night
before and asked if I noticed anything different
about my surroundings. I said things seemed a
little brighter than usual and attributed it to
one of the few sunny days in Oregon. He said he
had changed us into the sixth dimension
temporarily so I remarked on the brightness again
politely and searched for some exit lines. Happy as
ever, he took his leave shortly thereafter and our
paths never crossed again but the encounter has
always stayed fresh in my mind. Now some could
argue that this was just a crazy old man with
delusions of grandeur though I would have a pretty
strong case for who it was I let crash on my
couch. Looking back at the intimate surroundings
Mark and I set up 12 years later to make a second
and third meeting with Sananda happen, I realize
that powerful forces were at work behind the
scenes to bring the two of us together. My
self-described internship with Ashtar Command has
been a productive one, all due to an interview I
wasn't even aware I was scheduled to attend or
needed. Membership in Ashtar Command merely takes
a belief in Ashtar Command and its mission. In love and light as one,
Russ and
Karra